over

Are you seriously going to sit there and tell me you know me after two months? I can guarantee you don't. I know you don't because you sit there and tell me I'm not over him; come to my house I'll sit you on my couch where I sat and tell you the moment I got over him. I was with someone else, watching the incredibles, and when he left he took my face in his hands and kissed me right there on my front porch. I'll let you stand where I stood so you know it's real.